Chris and I made the decision not to tell a soul about our current pregnancy until we hit the 12 week zone and got the all clear from our doctor. What many people don’t know is that approx 6 months after we got married, we got pregnant and had a miscarriage (around 7 weeks). It was devastating for me. That’s a story for another time.
I often get asked when I knew I was pregnant. It was early. Very early. I am very regular with my cycle and very in tune with my body. When I missed my period, I knew it was possible I could be pregnant. We had been tracking ovulation for 6+ months and the timing was right. I was very cautious though (previous experience and all). I waited until approx the 6 week mark to even take a pregnancy test. Isn’t that crazy?
Fun fact: I actually took my 1st pregnancy test in the bathroom at work and hit it in my drawer without looking at it (for the next couple hours).
That test was positive! I took another one a week later. Still positive. In all honesty, I tried to put it out of my mind. I didn’t want to get my hopes up after our previous experience.
At the 8 week mark I had an appt with my OB. Chris was still unaware that I was
pregnant. There were a million times I
almost told him, but I had to be sure.
The doctor confirmed it. I saw
the heartbeat and the teeny tiny little baby.
I began brainstorming fun ways to tell Chris we made a miracle baby. I had settled on a walk around the Lakefront and slipping it in to the conversation somehow. However, several days in a row, he was so beat after work that the walk didn’t happen. I wound up blurting it out in our kitchen while we were getting dinner ready. LOL.
Chris’s first time seeing the baby “for real” was at our 12 week appointment. I think it got real then. At that point, we began deciding how to tell our families & then eventually announcing it on social media.
Stay tuned for the next part in the Baby Sullivan story…..
